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MONACO
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Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh
Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh
Tell me, tell me, is this what you wanted?
I am classy, this is trap from a gallery
You're a fool, Rocky 'The Kid,' garbage
I'm a champion, Rocky Marciano, Rocky Balboa, Rocky Maivia
I have the route, I have the way, yes, I have the way
I spend them at night, I bill all-day
So much money that, I like that
They gold dig me, that's why I f*ck all these harpies
You don't know what it's like to be at sea with two hundred hoes
That the stewardess suck your d*ck in the sky
What it's like to throw five hundred thousand in the strip club
That's why your opinion matters zero to me
That's why you're one hundred and one in the top one hundred and I'm first
They're not rappers anymore, now they're podcasters
My barber is making more than you
F*cking and traveling the entire world
Drinking a lot of champagne, we're never dry
First Verstappen arrived, then Checo arrived
If Pablo saw me, he'd say that I'm a badass
You're talking shit and me and mine are in Monaco
Drinking a lot of champagne, we're never dry
They're talking to themselves, they're talking to the echo
The money sign, that's my new zodiac
Light up a cigar, the family is in Monaco
Just yesterday, I was twenty years old
I was caressing time, and I was playing with life
As we play with love, and I lived the night
Without counting on my days, which were escaping in time
Believe me, the F1 cars are faster in person
Sofía Vergara is beautiful, but she's more beautiful in person
What you do doesn't impress me
It's like scoring a goal after Messi and Maradona
They don't know you even in your neighborhood
Yesterday, I was with LeBron, also with Di Caprio
They asked me how it was in the stadiums
We talked about family and millionaire topics
I mean, multimillionaires, I mean, billionaires
For a while, I don't care about the radio
For a while I quit trap, I left it to Eladio
Dear Diary
Today they deposited for me, for the Grammys they nominated me
Again they criticized me and none of them mattered to me
I remain calm, in mine
Don Vito, Don Beno, from the Beatles, John Lennon
To my grandchildren when I die I'll leave them a hundred plots of land
To all my ladies, the butts and the breasts
And to my haters an F-40 without the brakes
Why? So that they crash, so that they kill themselves
Red or white, matte black, which do you want?
Why? So that they crash, so that they kill themselves
May they rest in peace, I'm still on the yacht
Drinking a lot of champagne, we're never dry
First Verstappen arrived, then Checo arrived
If Pablo saw me, he'd say that I'm a badass
You're talking shit and me and mine are in Monaco
Drinking a lot of champagne, we're never dry
They're talking to themselves, they're talking to the echo
The money sign, that's my new zodiac
Light up a Phillie, the family is in Monaco
Just yesterday, I was twenty years old
I was caressing time, and I was playing with life
As we play with love, and I lived the night
Without counting on my days, which were escaping in time
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